Prison situation

In the early morning, when Lawrence woke up, Zhu Ye was still sleeping beside him.

The warm sunshine flows freely in the room accompanied by the cool breeze covered with late summer greenery.The green leaves outside the window take on a deeper color as the seasons change.

Lawrence stared at Zhu Ye's peaceful sleeping face, the moment of silence was real and soft.

Lawrence's eyes were soft, and after brushing a strand of hair around Zhu Ye's ear, he leaned over and dropped a shallow kiss on Zhu Ye's forehead.

The mobile phone placed on the bedside table started to vibrate at this moment, Lawrence connected the phone, and kept his voice down as much as possible so as not to wake up Zhu Ye, "Hello..."

The person on the other end of the phone said something, and Lawrence responded immediately: "I see, tell him to come to my place at ten o'clock."

After a brief conversation, he glanced at Zhu Ye, who seemed to be soundly asleep.

This feeling that the beloved is by his side may be too real, but Lawrence finds it unrealistic.

The two had been officially together for about a month, and Lawrence felt very comfortable with this kind of warm water-like days.

Although the change in the relationship between the two was not announced to the public, unexpectedly, it became known to everyone within a few days.

After all, the people around are not idiots. Once the way the two get along changes, sharp-eyed people can immediately see the clues.So, following the confusion to ask Zhu Ye, the answer he got was affirmative.

"Well, yes, we're dating."

All of a sudden, many people clicked their tongues.Sure enough, it is "sincerity makes gold and stone open"! ?

You know, people are gossips.

Once the desired answer is asked from the mouth, its curiosity will be further sublimated.As a result, many women who are inextricably linked to the Gambino family immediately expressed a strong sense of curiosity about the daily life of Lawrence and Zhu Ye.

But the women immersed in fantasy did not know that nothing happened to the two parties.At least, what they expected didn't happen.

Men, especially those in their twenties, who doesn't have a strong blood?

When the kiss between the two deepened and the air gradually filled, Zhu Ye read out the strong lust in Lawrence's eyes.

He didn't refuse.Zhu Ye knew that this would happen sooner or later, and he did not reject doing it with Lawrence.like.However, with Zhu Ye's temperament, it is absolutely impossible for him to take the initiative to seduce, or ask for it.

In the end, after seeing Lawrence's lack of movement, Zhu Ye bluntly asked his doubts, "You don't want to have sex with me. Love?"

Lawrence hesitated for a moment, then replied, "...next time."

Zhu Ye looked at him for a moment, tilted his head, and analyzed various possibilities, "Are you afraid that I will get hurt?"

Lawrence was indeed afraid that Zhu Ye would be hurt.After all, their initial relationship started with the worst, worst, Qiang.In addition, Zhu Ye was infected with the "P" virus.Therefore, Lawrence would have some scruples about this, thinking that the other party might be subconsciously sexual.Love creates a certain resistance.

"Don't worry." Zhu Ye patted Lawrence's head, "I'm not as bad as you imagined."

"..." Lawrence felt that the interaction between the two was so weird at the moment.Taking a breath, reason finally defeated instinct, and Lawrence said: "...Your injury is not healed yet."

Zhu Ye thought for a second, then smiled, "What if I don't accept this reason?"

Lawrence also smiled and said, "Then let me say that my injury hasn't healed yet."

Hearing this, Zhu Ye nodded, "Well... that's a good reason, I accept it..."

Ever since, what was supposed to happen next was nothing like this.

Zhu Ye woke up and couldn't see Lawrence, knowing that he must have gone to the study.

After all, the Gambino family is a large family with nearly [-] partners. Therefore, it is a natural "obligation" for the godfather of the family to solve some "troublesome matters" for these partners.

Zhu Ye frowned, thinking that Lawrence should wake him up immediately.After all, he was the staff officer of Godfather Gambino.

But Zhu Ye, who went straight to the study, was stopped by the housekeeper seriously, and he finished his breakfast under the compulsory supervision of the housekeeper, and after talking about precautions for a while, he let him go after protecting his body.

Zhu Ye was very depressed, feeling helpless and speechless of being treated like a sick patient (actually a pregnant woman...).

As soon as he arrived at the door of the study, he immediately heard angry shouts coming from inside.

This is commonplace.Generally, the attitudes of people who come to ask for help can be divided into two types: one is to ask politely and courteously, and the other is——

"Oh, my dear Godfather Gambino, do you know what happened to that man!?" The man sat at the table and clenched his teeth angrily, "He escaped the punishment of the law by virtue of his minor age and his father's power. Sanctions! But how miserable are you and my daughter!? Raped by that bastard. After the rape, she has attempted suicide twice!"

Lawrence sat on the other side of the desk, fingers crossed to rest his chin.Not far from him, Zhu Ye was leaning on the bookshelf holding a law book and reading it quietly.

After listening to the man's bloody and angry complaint, Lawrence smiled calmly and asked, "Mr. Dani, what do you want me to do for you?"

"I want you to help me kill that kid!" the man said sharply.

Lawrence smiled slightly upon hearing this.

Realizing that he lost control of his emotions, the man turned his eyes away.With his eyebrows raised heavily, he changed his words hoarsely: "At least, I want him to be punished..."

Zhu Ye clasped the book in his hand and cast his gaze over.

"I see." Lawrence said, winking at Zhu Ye, "Zu Ye, I will leave this matter to you. Don't use our legion."

"Yes."

On this day, Lawrence received a total of five distinguished guests.There are partners and there are soon-to-be partners.After all the distinguished guests were sent away by the butler one by one, Zhu Ye looked at Lawrence, who was faintly tired in his eyes, and sat at the table, staring at him.

"What's wrong?" Lawrence ruffled Zhu Ye's hair.

"Lawrence, I have something to discuss with you."

"what's up?"

"Application for annual leave."

As soon as these words came out, Lawrence successfully made a laugh, "You can take a vacation at any time."

Zhu Ye shook his head and said, "I'm not doing it for me, I'm applying for a vacation for you."

Lawrence couldn't help but froze.

Zhu Ye smiled faintly, "Lawrence, I hope you can accompany me to a place tomorrow." Under the bright brown bangs, amber eyes flashed a trace of nostalgia, "No...it should be said, I wanted to take you somewhere."

"...Okay." Lawrence put one hand on the table, leaned over and kissed Zhu Ye's forehead tenderly.

Early the next morning, the two drove to their destination.

Zhu Ye originally wanted him to drive, but in view of Lawrence's firm opposition, he had no choice but to write down the address on a note.

Driving all the way to the destination, Zhu Ye leaned against the car window and looked at the scenery outside.

Outside the car window is a vast expanse of grassland. The leaves of grass in late summer are turned into dark green just around the corner under the blowing of the breeze, stretching to the depth.At the intersection with the sky, there are thin clouds suspended, very light and white.

Zhu Ye is like a lazy cat, squinting, bathing in the morning sun.Lawrence didn't wake him up until he reached his destination.

It is a street in a small town, with a series of small bungalows on both sides.

"Is this the place...?" Lawrence asked.

"En." Zhu Ye nodded, "Come with me and you'll know." After finishing speaking, he took Lawrence's hand.

Zhu Ye led Lawrence all the way forward, looking around from time to time, smiling innocently, "It hasn't changed here...it's exactly the same as before..."

Lawrence quietly watched Zhu Ye who was holding his hand tightly.

"Sorry, I omitted the address." Zhu Ye suppressed her smile and said melancholy, "Because I don't know if it's still there."

"it……?"

"Oh, it's my home." Zhu Ye said, "The home I lived with my father and mother."

After walking for about two or three minutes, Zhu Ye stopped in front of a small bungalow, looked straight at it, and then smiled relievedly, "So it's still there..."

Lawrence looked carefully at the small white bungalow in front of him.The walls are painted with white matte paint, which is divided into upper and lower floors, with beautiful red tiles on the top.The main entrance is built with baroque round arches, and roses and several palm trees are planted on the lawn on both sides outside the gate.

Very simple and elegant.

"Go in and have a look." Zhu Ye couldn't help saying that he pulled him up and walked towards the gate.

Lawrence withdrew a little strength and warned, "Be careful."

Zhu Ye nodded.

After opening the door of the bungalow, the oncoming air smelled of stale dust, as if it was another lifeless world.Many items in the house were scattered here and there, covered with a thin layer of dust under the halo of sunlight.

Zhu Ye opened the curtains of the living room further, and the room suddenly became bright, and the dust stirred up by the curtains floated in the air.

"Why do you want to come here?" Lawrence asked puzzled.

"Nothing special." Zhu Ye smiled, "I just want to come back and have a look, and I also want to take some things back."

Walking towards the second floor, Zhu Ye waved his hand to signal Lawrence to follow quickly.

"This is my room." As soon as he reached the second floor, Zhu Ye began to point left and right, and introduced like a child, "Over there is the study, and over there...is the parents' bedroom..."

Zhu Ye's eyes flickered, then he turned and walked into his room, and took out a CD case from the bookcase.

Without waiting for Lawrence to ask, he answered first: "This is a previous video. Every time my birthday and festivals, my father and mother will hold a small party with me. Although there are only three of us, we are so happy. ..." After finishing speaking, Zhu Ye raised his eyes and smiled, "However, I am also very happy now."

"Did you come back for this?" Lawrence asked.

"Well. Because I want you to see me when I was a child, and my parents."

Lawrence felt heartbroken for a moment.His fingers slowly stroked Zhu Ye's face, and he kissed Zhu Ye's lips tenderly.

It is indeed wonderful to revisit the old place, but Lawrence has no intention of letting Zhu Ye stay longer.First of all, this is the house bought by Zhu Ye's father. Brown may guess that Zhu Ye will come back here nostalgic, so he sent his eyeliner to follow him; secondly, this is also the turning point of Zhu Ye's life. All his hatred comes from what happened here. A tragedy.

Zhu Ye understood Lawrence's thoughts, and didn't intend to make him worry too much.It's just that when I turned back the same way, I found a letter in the mailbox inadvertently.

Out of curiosity, Zhu Ye took out the dusty letter.After seeing the name of the letter, he couldn't help but froze.

"What's wrong?" Lawrence asked with concern.

"...It's a letter from Dr. Snow." Zhuo Ye said.

It was late at night when Fallen Dragon learned that Zhu Ye had officially become Lawrence's lover.

After attending the banquet with Godfather Bonanno, the godfather who smelled of alcohol still maintained his sanity. Of course, this also has something to do with the fallen dragons who blocked many toasts for him.

When the fallen dragon was ordered by Godfather Bonanno to help a drunk guest to bed, the latter grabbed the fallen dragon's wrist as he was about to pull away.

"Sir, do you have any orders?" Falling Dragon smiled slightly.

"Loong, I found that I seem to be drunk..." The man smiled, "Stay with me."

Felling Dragon snorted coldly from the bottom of his heart, and said without changing his face: "What do you want my subordinates to talk to you about?"

The man scrutinized the handsome face of Falling Dragon carefully, and finally fixed his eyes on the pair of extremely charming eyes that seemed to be dyed with ink.I don't know if it's because of the smile, but there is also a bit of charming elegance.

"Loong, you are very charming." The man looked at him fascinatedly, and his voice sank into his drunken voice, "I am not interested in men at first, but beautiful things are often very attractive. I think, I understand Gan Why does Godfather Noir like his lover so much?"

Fallen Dragon was startled.Rao has been smiling all the time, and even the astonishment at this moment has a bit of a smile on it.

The man was drunk, and said thoughtfully: "Although Godfather Gambino's lover...well, his name is Zhu Ye...he is indeed very beautiful, like a Persian cat. However, he is not to my liking. , I think loong you are more attractive."

Falling Dragon's face darkened, and he withdrew his clenched hand without a trace.

"loong...?"

"Zu Ye...is he with Lawrence?"

"That's right, it's just these two days." The man smiled, "Falling in love with a man is not something to be praised, but who said that the Gambino family is rich and powerful? Who dares to say 'no'..."

The fallen dragon closed its eyes, their eyes were sharp and menacing.With a sneer, he turned around without saying a word.

"loong...?" The man quickly grabbed him, "Don't you want to stay with me?"

"Get out." He said a word coldly.

"Hehe, what's wrong with you..." The man, who didn't realize the danger at all, had a greasy tone on his face. Just when he was thinking of climbing further to hook up with the fallen dragon, his vision turned 180 degrees upside down in an instant.

Before he even had time to see how the opponent made a move, the man's head was cut off neatly in an instant!

Blood gushed out like a fountain and splashed in all directions.

The fallen dragon looked at the headless dead body coldly.He didn't expect that he couldn't control his emotions for a while, and he shot and killed someone.Seeing blood at this juncture will only add trouble to himself.

Frowning slightly, Felling Dragon found that this was the first time his self-control was completely out of control.

At this very moment, Layron?What Corleone said unconsciously came to mind: ——I can only tell you that Zhu Ye will not leave much time for you.

"I really didn't leave time for me." Falling Dragon smiled wryly, thinking that it was necessary for him to see Zhu Ye.

Zhu Ye sat on the terrace outside the room, reading the letter sent to him by Snow, the doctor in the infirmary of Island Prison.

This is a letter that, in Snow's view, the recipient will never see.But time passed, and it still fell into Zhu Ye's hands.

Zhu Ye tore open the envelope and looked silently——

"Zhu Ye, I know that it is impossible for you to read this letter I sent you. But I always feel that there is something I want to tell you. Although our relationship may not even be a friend, these secrets, I think You have a right to know. At least... I hope you do.

"Not long after you died in the prison riot, Miyamoto Yamin committed suicide in the prison. To be honest, I really can't believe that a person who insisted would choose to commit suicide. But this is the fact. Although I tried hard Rescue, but still failed to save his life...

"On the day he died, he told me a secret—"

"Doctor Snow, do you believe it?" In the infirmary, Miyamoto Yamin, who had just finished the injection, looked at him quietly and said, "Actually...I killed Leon."

"Huh!?" Snow snorted impatiently and rolled his eyes, "Dear Miyamoto Masaki, I only know that prisoners in prison will say that they are innocent, but I didn't expect you to say such a funny thing." Just kidding." Who doesn't know that Leon helped Miyamoto Masaki again and again?Who doesn't know that Masaaki Miyamoto is very grateful to Leon?

Miyamoto Masaki smiled, and said darkly: "To be honest... I can't believe it myself... But when I think of Lin Peide's death, if I don't find someone to take revenge, I'm afraid I will go crazy."

Snow immediately fell silent.He looked at the weak and handsome man in front of him for a moment, and couldn't believe that such a person would kill someone.And... the object is still Leon who is kind to him.

"What you said...is it true...?" Snow asked in a low voice, questioning.

"What do you say...?" Miyamoto Yamin smiled, the smile was condensed and dark, "Who is called Leon is the most important person in Zhu Ye... who is called Zhu Ye... killed Lin Peide..."

Snow stared at Miyamoto Masaki blankly.

At this moment, he felt that the person in front of him was very strange, so unfamiliar that he felt a little morbidly terrifying.

Seeing Snow's dumbfounded expression, Miyamoto Masaki asked softly, "Will you speak out...?"

Snow froze for a moment, unable to read the deep meaning of the other party's expression.Unexpectedly, the other party chuckled.

"I'm joking." Masaaki Miyamoto smiled and stood up, "It's just a random lie, I didn't expect Dr. Snow to take it seriously..."

It would be fine if it was really a nasty joke, Snow thought so from the bottom of his heart.But that night, when Masaaki Miyamoto was sent to the infirmary for emergency treatment, Snow belatedly discovered that the so-called "joke" was actually a solid "fact".

Miyamoto Masaki chose to commit suicide by cutting his wrists.

The blade of the handle knife was deeply embedded in the flesh, the bone was visible deep, and the skin was ripped apart.

Snow was at a loss for what to do, and another fresh life just passed through his fingers.

The moment he saw Miyamoto Yamin's heart stop beating, Snow's heart throbbed violently.

Unable to restrain himself, Snow grabbed Miyamoto Yamin's thin shoulders and shouted angrily: "Bastard! Why did you tell me this...!? Who allowed you to die!? Who allowed you to die! Miyamoto Yamin! ?”

You can't escape the condemnation of your conscience, but you can't erase the pain and hatred of leaving your loved one.

Therefore, Miyamoto Yamin chose this extreme method to end everything.

Snow fell to the ground dejectedly, covered his face deeply, and murmured hoarsely: "What... do you want to prove that you love Lin Peide so much... do you want to say that he is so important to you... In that case..." His shoulders trembled a few times, and Snow said weakly, "In that case, why did you tell me that Leon was killed by you... Wouldn't it be nice to die with this secret... ? You bastard..."

"Actually, at that time, I was quite envious of Miyamoto Masaki. You can love someone to the point of being desperate, and you can love to the point of dying with him after losing that person. I think, if it were me, I couldn't do it. Because the one I love the most will always be myself. So...at that time, I really envied Masaaki Miyamoto..."

After silently reading what was written in the letter, Zhu Ye raised his eyes and quietly looked up at the clear blue sky.

The turbulent wind gushed down from the sky, lifting the bangs on his forehead not too gently, but Zhu Ye's eyes still stayed on the clear blue sky unaffected.

Between the clouds, the last sea blue in midsummer is about to overflow, which is a purer and more beautiful blue than the sea.

The diary placed beside Zhu Ye was flipped page by page by the wind, and the sound of rattling floated in his ears lightly.

He stretched out his right hand and raised it above his head, and the golden sunlight leaked from between his fingers.

"Zu Ye..."

Hearing Lawrence's voice, Zhu Ye folded the letter calmly and put it in the diary.

After returning to the room, Lawrence didn't ask Zhu Ye Snow what he wrote, but said, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Anything is fine." Zhu Ye smiled, "However, there is still a while. I want to watch the video again, can you accompany me?"

While watching the video, Zhu Ye would tell Lawrence what happened that day in detail like a happy child.

The kind of unreservedly telling the story of the past made Lawrence look at Zhu Ye more tenderly.

Feeling that the other party's gaze staring at him was too hot, Zhu Ye tilted his head, with the question "What's wrong?" in his eyes.

"Zu Ye, you are actually not suitable for this kind of life." Lawrence said.

"Oh, someone once said the same thing as you."

"Who?"

"It doesn't matter who it is." Zhu Ye smiled and changed the subject, "By the way, I heard you playing the piano in the piano room last time, do you want to compete with me some other day?"

Lawrence raised his eyebrows, "Then I will win."

Zhu Ye smiled and said: "That's hard to say." Then he added, "However, the two of them seem to be playing well."

Lawrence smiled, stopped the hand that rubbed the ends of Zhu Ye's hair behind his head, gently brought Zhu Ye a little closer, and kissed his lips.

The gentle and lingering kiss made Zhu Ye feel extremely at ease.

The hot kiss that was so thick that it couldn't be melted made □ caress the nerves.

On the contrary, Zhu Ye's clumsy response aroused Lawrence's desire more effectively, and his rational strings seemed to be a little bit uncontrollable.Desire, holding Zhu Ye's back, Lawrence gently pressed him down on the white wool carpet.

Zhu Ye put his arms around Lawrence's neck, thought of something, and couldn't help saying cautiously: "Oh, you can't do it here. Love."

"Why?" Lawrence asked amusedly.

"Because I like this rug very much, it will be troublesome if it gets dirty."

"Really?" Lawrence teased, "But I think this rug looks great on you."

Hearing this, Zhu Ye put a faint smile on the corners of his eyes, and said, "If you change me a new carpet tomorrow, I can consider agreeing..."